Misty
In pantomime a filly runs
Awhile away sincere her dame
Never fear a bit intrusion
Reign again over wild yet tame
Solemn hoof of sonic drumming
Waits for none to steer along
Simple mane a woolly ripple
Ride the wind of passions song
Split rail timing never far
A heart appeals for whinny fair
Oh dust of pastures melody
To long for Misty morning air
Copyright © Fred Jagenberg | Year Posted 2019
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